Efff me. What a horrible day. I lost my wallet and it had all forms of identification that you can think of. Even my Social Security card. Zack is sad now. I canceled my Debit Card immediately, I don't need someone stealing my cash. Well… snow canceled my night class for tonight, so I might as well spend it writing this chapter. Ladies and Gentlemen, Boys and Girls, the continuation of this fic.

Breaking The News

Aerith had not let me do anything for a longest time; for four hours she stayed on my ass while she tried to figure out what to do. What she should do? What the hell, shouldn't it be what I should do? Poor gentle Aerith, always trying to push the concerns and worries on her own damned shoulders. It aggravated me so much that I started having daydreams about her kneeling on the ground, looking all innocent and pure while she prayed, then out of the shadows an evil villain would fall from the ceiling and stab her in the back. Then poor Cloud, the Dark Lord Wannabe, would turn into such an emo boy and dedicate his life in avenging her.

Yeah, I have a wild imagination, bite me, I'm pregnant.

Anyways, that was beforehand, I have successfully managed to sneak out of the house, thanks to my unmatched Ninja Kickass Skills of Doom. Heh, that sounded funny. Either way, I am amazing, even when I'm carrying a spikey headed freak inside of me. Well, I doubt he, or she, or it has hair at the moment, and in all honesty, I don't really want it ever to have hair because I don't want to have it inside me. I have something living in me that's not me, do you know how messed up that is? And gross? Holy GAWD!

Where am I you ask? Where else? Standing outside of Cloud's door, staring at the burgundy wood like a retarded kid discovering for the first time that play doe is not edible. That's gross too now that I think about it. I haven't knocked yet, which would give you the impression that I've just arrived. Not the case, I've been starring at the door for a good twenty minutes. I don't know what the hell I'm suppose to say to him.

'Hey Cloud! What's up? So.. Guess what? Come on, guess. I bet you'll never guess! Oh fine so yeah, remember when you and I… uh… yeah you know what I'm talking about, I hope. Well guess what? Ha ha! I'm pregnant! Isn't it peachy? You're gunna be a daddy. Papa Cloud.' Oh Gawd, kill me now before I say something idiotic to a potential serial killer.

Alright Yuffie, think. What is the best possible way of breaking the news.

"Ugh, I should have just written a damn letter." I knocked on the door and shifted from foot to foot as I waited. And waited… and waited. "What the hell.. How long does it take to answer the door." I knocked again, this time much harder. I waited, and waited, and waited. I kicked the door, finding that it was evil. I whipped out a few things I 'happened' to have with me at all times and began picking the lock.

"What are you doing Yuffie?"

I yelped and jumped up, which in turn, caused me to fall on my ass and end up staring up at Cloud. "Holy gawd Spikes, can't you open the door like a normal person instead of sneaking up on me from behind."

"Yuffie… I wasn't home." At this he gave me a raised eyebrow, probably for more than one reason, aside from lock picking his door. "What are you doing here? Is Aerith with you?"

Of course I should have expected that question, I don't come over unless someone else is around, it used to be for the soul reason that I didn't care to come over to begin with, unless Leon would be around. Nowadays, it's simply to just avoid Cloud unless I'm stuck visiting without much excuse to get out. "No! It's just me." I finally answered before picking myself off the ground. He doesn't even offer me a hand. Thanks Cloud, thanks a lot… asshole.

"Why are you here?" He questions. Does he ask if I would like to go in? If I'm alright? NO. Jerk face. Am I not allowed to simply visit, even if I don't on my own.

"Visiting. Duh." When all else fails, act yourself. As normally as possible. "How come you never visit us." I accused before poking him in the chest, "We always have to come to you." Which in all honesty, is true. He never seemed to step out of his little routine routes in town to visit me and Aerith, or Leon. We always had to come to him, at least he let us in and didn't just turn us away.

"…Did you want to come in?" You have to love how the guy can act so normal, so nonchalant about anything that is tossed at him. Hell we had…ugh.. I won't say it, and yet he's acted and continues to act like it never happened. It's like the thought or idea never crosses his mind either, is he that good at forgetting things?

"I don't know" I started as I glared and scowled and gave any other look of annoyance at him, "I had to actually guilt you into asking to begin with."

"Alright." He gave a shrug before stepping pass me and opening the door. It was unlocked the whole time. Go me. "Then I'll just go inside, bye." He started to close the door.

"Whoa!" I kicked the door open with a well aimed foot, half hoping to hit the door into his thick skull. Of course he managed to catch it with his hand before it could. I stepped into the apartment and he closed the door behind me. I very quickly walked over to the couch and sat down. Then realizing where I was, stood up and moved to the kitchen and sat down at the table.

Cloud watched me, either confused or slightly frightened for my sanity's well being since I had trouble finding a place to simply sit. Satisfied enough that I found a place I was staying at, he joined me in the kitchen and sat down across from me.

"So…" I started. A person would believe I have ADD with the way I'm rocking my leg up and down constantly and fidgeting. I wish I could do things smoothly, be cool and collected at times like these. "How are you?"

"….Fine." Ugh, he's in one of those moods again. I already knew this isn't going to go very good.

"Did you… find yourself a job?" Cloud didn't work, and we were all wondering if he's ever going to get an actual job.

"Don't need one."

"Oh but you do." I replied back giving a smile, although it wasn't a playful or nice one. I think I'm grinding my teeth with it, trying desperately hard not to reach out and strangle him while I gave him the news.

"No. I don't."

"Ugh… So yeah, you remember a couple months back?" Blank look. "You know.. When I kind of stayed the night but didn't." Still a blank look. "….You were… a bit drunk I guess…?" Oh my gawd! Facial expressions would be nice right now. "….Is any of it ringing a bell?" I think I might have sounded desperate.

"I know what your talking about." My eye twitched, and I was two seconds away from smacking him. That is until he stood up from the chair, "If this is why you came over, I don't want to talk about it Yuffie, just let it go." Then he turned away and started heading toward the door.

That, that asshole. Here I am, actually attempting to try to have a serious conversation with somebody, him, no less, and he wants to just get up and walk out on me when I had important information that he should know about. So I did the only reasonable thing I could do in the situation, I slipped my sneaker off, and threw at his head.

There's a certain feel of satisfaction to see Cloud get hit in the back of the head with a sneaker, ever more so when said person wasn't expecting it to begin with. He looked like he was about to jump the gun and yell at me, but thankfully I've always been the quickest and started before him.

"No! You sit down and listen you spikey-headed jerk!" Standing up from the chair, I made my advance on him, like a lion stalking a gazelle, "We've just completely ignored what had happened, hoping it would go away. But it did happen, despite what either of us wishes, it did. I would have let it go, would have walked on merrily on my way and tried to ignore the fact that I can't stand being in the same proximity as you now. I would leave everyone happily oblivious to everything but I can't." My face feels hot, and I sure as hell am not blushing. Nope, just all that rage bursting from my brain.

"But…" He beckoned on carefully.

"But I'm… I'm… Oh gawd!" I covered my face with my hands, on the verge of tears. I can't say it, it's too … too embarrassing, shameful, to say it out loud. The worst part of it all, he's in love with Aerith, and although she likes to play hard to get, I know Aerith loves him too. It's more or less a game to the both of them. Both playing the game stupidly because they were afraid to say anything to each other. Now I'm harboring something that can tear the whole circle of my friends apart.

Cloud's hands dropped to my shoulders and that's when the damn wells broke and I sobbed all over again, just as I had done to Aerith several hours ago. I don't think I needed to outright say it to him, he had to have gotten the hint. He doesn't say anything, or do anything much else then have his hands on my shoulders, most likely he's starring off to some random point in space, completely gone from the world of reality and into la la land.

"….What are you going to do?" Cloud finally asked, after I calmed down enough. I hiccupped every now and then, though I'm not crying. I wonder how long it was.

"I don't know."

"….What do you want me to do?"

"I don't know." I answered, and I truly had no damn clue. "I… just thought you should know."

"…Do the others know yet?"

"No! And they shouldn't." I said suddenly, "I mean.. Aerith knows I'm… but she doesn't know who… I told her I don't know."

"Yuffie…"

"Do you know what will happen if she or Leon find out? She'll never forgive me, or you. And Leon will just.. Just… well I don't know what Leon will do, he's Leon. He's like a rock."

"A rock?"

"A hot rock." He gave me a look and I scowled, "Shut up, I'm upset and can't come up with anything better."

Cloud sighed and ran his hand through his blonde spikes, looking a bit confused for a moment. Split between what he should do and what he wants to do. "So.. You don't want me to do anything about this?"

"Uh… there's not much more else you can possibly do Spikes. Unless you want twins, but doing that again.. Doesn't exactly mean we get twins, it doesn't work that way. I don't know how it works exactly, but I know it doesn't work that way, and one would be older than the other to begin with, so when it came time, one would be underdeveloped I guess and would look all nasty and-"

"Yuffie… shut up." I clamped my mouth shut. "So you won't tell the others?" Cloud questioned carefully.

"Oh I'll let them know. Just not who's."

"And you don't expect anything from me?"

"Thanks right."

"So all you wanted to do was let me know."

Nod. "Yep, that about sums it up." I gave him a pat on the shoulder before giving a half hearted smile, "You're quick today, aren't you Spikes?" When all else fails, insult people.

He rubbed the back of his head as he gave a nod. I'm not sure if he looked relieved or not, but he most likely is. After all, he won't be getting the heat for what's happening. "So that's it." He commented.

"Yeah, that's it. I better get going, Aerith is probably searching high and low for me at home." He gave a nod and wandered to the front door before opening it for me.

I made my way over and stopped at the door before looking outside. Turning my gaze back at him, I stood there and stared. I must of gotten to him because he shifted from side to side, "What?" He couldn't handle it anymore.

I gave a wide grin, "Can I have my sneaker back?"

Oooh boy. Rubs chin in thought That's not exactly how I wanted it to go. So I've been thinking of turning the next chapters to third person rather than first person. Do you al think it would work better as first or third person? On a side note, I've made my first Clouffie Video. It is dedicated to the Clouffolutution! 3 Clouffie Iris all of you out there D